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The smell of cigarettes invades Jihoon's sense of smell as soon as he gain a bit of consciousness. His body feels heavy, tired from what happened earlier that night. Bearing marks of roses his boyfriend loves to taint his skin with. He patted the other side of the bed, frowning and finally opening his eyes when he found he's alone in the fancy bed. The duvet is still warm but devoid of the presence Jihoon would very much like to hold right now.
Bed empty. Clock ticking down to 3 in the morning. Cigarette in the air.
Jihoon startled with worry, the fog of sleepiness disappearing as his mind started to run faster, more awake.
Soonyoung doesn't like smoking when Jihoon is around, isn't even addicted to the vice. He would only use it when he's stressed, or when something didn't go his way with one of his businesses. Still, he's careful about smoking when Jihoon is with him.
Standing up from the bed, Jihoon wrapped his naked body with the discarded white button up on the floor, closing the buttons to atleast cover his private parts as he wondered outside the terrace.
"I thought fucking me was enough to relieve your stress?" He asked, teasing but the yawn he released undermine the joke.
"I just really love fucking you..." Soonyoung paused, smiling at him as he flicked the cigarette off "it's cold, baby. Don't go out"
Jihoon didn't listen though, he never really does, and walked towards his boyfriend barefooted and only a thin shirt to protect him from the wind. He shivered, morning air bringing goosebumps on his skin. Soonyoung saw it, as he always does, and reached for him easily. His toned arms wrapping around his smaller body and Jihoon melted into him. He pressed his face on his chest, inhaling the mix of cigarette and the rich scent of his perfume that seems to always cling to him even after long hours.
"You are so stubborn" Soonyoung whispered, softly kissing his temple. Making Jihoon smile sleepily.
"And you love that about me, don't even front"
"You're right, as always, love" Soonyoung chuckled.
Jihoon, still secure in his arms, looked up to see Soonyoung already staring at him. His eyes that's usually sharp, menacing and cold holds nothing but fondness as he stares at Jihoon. I did that, I'm the only one he looks at with those eyes. He prided to himself, a giddiness taking over his body and a slight blush covering his cheeks.
"What are you so worried for?" He asked, softly. Hand coming up to cup Soonyoung's face and Soonyoung immediately nuzzles on his palm.
"I don't want to leave you alone"
Ohhh... so that's what it's all about. The thing is, Jihoon lived a fairly boring and average life. That is until he met Soonyoung. He's been his boyfriend for five years now and on good days, Jihoon would be nice enough to admit that he's the love of his life. However, Soonyoung is anything but average. Came from a family of Mafia, he naturally took over and became one of the bosses. Looking over a great land of territory in Seoul, with hundreds of huge businesses under his name and thousands of men to do his biding.
Now being in the mafia means having money and having enemies. Means having Soonyoung home sometimes stressed because of people who are trying to trick him and to drag him down by the blade. Means Soonyoung shows up with bruises and wounds that he used to hide from Jihoon. Means he has guns all round the house and knives sharpened to kill you with the right precision. It also means that sometimes Soonyoung has to go city to city, country to country and disappear to days of no end.
And Jihoon... he learned to live with that. Accepted the darkest parts of Soonyoung's life together with the shiny and the bright one he's ready to lay beneath under Jihoon's feet. He took it all and loved even his worst parts.
Afterall, he's not the most law abiding citizen and he's definitely not the kindest human God has ever made.
He loves Soonyoung. And that's the end of it. If Soonyoung is willing to burn the city for him, Jihoon is ready to burn in hell with him. They are, afterall, the same kinds of monster.
"As if you ever leave me alone" He finally said. Because it's true. Soonyoung might go miles away from him, Jihoon has never been truly alone. There's always eyes on him, ready to jump out of the shadow with just one single misfortune. If there's even the slightest indication of trouble, his people are ready to move and offer their life just to protect him. Soonyoung made sure of that. Creating a whole faction dedicated on Jihoon's wellbeing.
"I Don't like being away from you"
Jihoon let a smile bloom in his face with Soonyoung's admittance.
"Come home faster, then"
Jihoon doesn't know where Soonyoung's going. If it's about his normal businesses, Soonyoung brings him along whenever he could. Call as soon as he arrives and texts him all throughout the day. However, Soonyoung is secretive when it comes to his other line of business. Five years and even though Jihoon has been ingrained in his life, Soonyoung still makes sure that he's out of it. Keeping him mostly in the dark. Jihoon hated it at first, but later realized that Soonyoung is only doing that for his sake.
"Sleep, love. I'll join you in a few" Soonyoung whispered, kissing his temple again as he rubs his back gently. Warding off the coldness that's seeping through the thin shirt.
"Not sleepy anymore. What time would Dino pick you up?"
"Before the sun is up. Probably at 6"
Jihoon hummed.
"Let's go and remove the smoke on you. Take a bath with me?"
"Hmmm, still not tired, love?" Soonyoung teased, hand creeping down his naked thighs and up his shirt where his ass is hiding. A playful smirk visible on Soonyoung's face. Jihoon rolled his eyes.
"Such one track in mind, perv. I meant like, bathtub and shit like that"
"At 3 in the morning?"
"At 3 in the morning"
Soonyoung chuckled at Jihoon's insistence, but let him intertwined their fingers and pull him towards their bigass bathroom. Jihoon was about to open the faucet to run the water but Soonyoung stopped him.
"Let me"
Planting a kiss on his forehead, Jihoon watched as Soonyoung readied their bath. Putting the scented soap until it sizzles and colors the water with the hues of orange, yellows and a bit of red. Getting towels and bathrobes, putting them neatly on the counter for when they're done.
"I was trying to help you relax" Jihoon finally said when Soonyoung came towards him and started to unbutton the white shirt he's wearing.
"You are. Spoiling you is a great way for me to relax"
Jihoon tried to roll his eyes but the blush on his cheeks and the smile on his face says otherwise. Jihoon let the white shirt he was wearing fall down the floor, reaching towards Soonyoung to untie the robe that he's been wearing, kissing both of his shoulders and his chest. Right where he can feel the beats of his heart.
"Come" Jihoon led his boyfriend to the tub, letting him in first before joining him. Slipping between his legs, his back against his lover and Soonyoung's arms wrapping possessively on his waist.
Jihoon relaxed his body on Soonyoung, his limbs going lax and fully leaning on Soonyoung's chest. Tranquility surrounds them in this moment. With the yellow light in the bathroom casting them a golden hue, lowly lit but bright enough to see their way in and out. To see each other. A bubble of softness covered them, something that Soonyoung is only capable of giving to Jihoon. The kind of softness that only exists when Jihoon is around him. It's peaceful; their easy breathing mixed with the sloshing of the water around them.
Jihoon loves these kind of moments. He loves everything about Soonyoung, sure, even the gruesome and the cruel. Even the dark eyes and the bloodied hands. He loves them. But these kind of things, these small moments- where they can simply exist besides each other without any words but connected, oh so connected, by intimacy much different from being naked on the bed, -they hold a special place in his heart.
"Will you be gone for long?" He asked with a soft voice, hand curling on the biceps that holding him. Caressing the skin to help Soonyoung relax when the other man tensed up again.
"I'd hate every second of it" Soonyoung simply answered. Neither a confirmation or a denial. These sort of things doesn't have definite answer, Jihoon had figure long ago. Sometimes it would only take about a day, sometimes it'll take half a year. And even then, Jihoon doesn't have the assurance of him ever going home
He can pester his people for all he care, can be a pain in the ass and throw a tantrum. But none of them would answer. Too loyal to the man who had protected them. And Jihoon supposed that's a good thing, but not when he cannot find Soonyoung when he wants too.
"You're obsessed" He muttered, smiling to himself. Stretching his neck to the side when Soonyoung found purchased on the skin there, kissing softly. Feather like kisses, gentle but claiming.
"Absolutely. You're mine, Lee Jihoon"
He preens on the comment. Most people would run, would say that it's wrong. Would probably hate it. But Jihoon... he's not most people. He wouldn't caught Soonyoung's eyes if he's someone as common as everyone else. He loves the thrill, craves the darkness. He was never a good person. Never claimed to be one. And when Soonyoung came, bringing everything Jihoon has been looking for, he didn't hesitate and grab onto him. Soonyoung though, if he ever says it out loud, would argue and say that he's the one who grabbed his chance.
("I knew from the moment I saw you, I have to be yours"
Yours. Offering himself to Jihoon wholeheartedly, without a second of doubt. Giving himself to Jihoon first before claiming him to be his. People thought that Soonyoung gave him no choice before declaring property over him. They didn't know that it was the other way around. That it was Soonyoung who offered him high hell and burning city under his feet. It was Soonyoung; tiger of the criminal world, one of the richest and cruelest mafia leader, owns the city in his palms -that surrended to him first. It was Soonyoung who laid his cards and waited for Jihoon to take them. And Jihoon did, just like Soonyoung, with all that he have.)
"You should go to sleep after" Soonyoung mumbled on his skin, making him shiver pleasantly.
"I'll wait 'til you leave"
Soonyoung shook his head, arms wrapping tighter around him.
"Stubborn man, I'd be back before you know it"
Jihoon pouted at that, biting softly on his biceps but immediately frowning at the bitter taste of the soap clinging to their skin.
"We should wash up" Jihoon stated but neither of them move.
"You should just live with me" Soonyoung stated, completely out of left field. Making Jihoon blink, out of depth.
"Don't I already?" He asked, completely confused.
"Officially, love." Soonyoung whispered and Jihoon's slow brain finally caught up with him.
The thing is... they've been together for five years. Though their earlier years were push and pull, stepping back and forth. What they have was so new, unconventional. Unique territory. Never in Jihoon's wildest dreams that he would be here, fucking someone who's basically a God in his own scene. Someone who can destroy anything, have probably destroyed and killed many people's lives. Then there's Soonyoung, who grew up in violence. Who only knows guns and knives and life on the line. He never knew that he is capable of loving somebody, someone that's as beautiful and as perfect as Jihoon. But somehow, they collided. And it was a rough crash. Too lustful, too overwhelming. They went into it without thinking of the fall and when they realized the consequences, they were already into deep.
So they've been together for five years. But half of those is them hesitating; Jihoon afraid to overstep in the world he knows nothing of and Soonyoung afraid to put Jihoon's life on the risk. It took awhile, a maneuvered by the two of them until they find the common ground.
Still... there are things that they tend to not notice.
Like Jihoon going home to Soonyoung's place almost everyday but realizing that he doesn't actually lives there with him. Even if he has his own closet, his own toothbrush, his own room if he needs to work from home. He doesn't live there even if everything Soonyoung owns comes now in pairs, one for him and one for Jihoon. He doesn't live there even though all of Soonyoung's most trusted men already knows him and his maids treats him a part of the house than a guest.
"Hmmm..." He hummed, stretching his limbs in the tub. Soonyoung loosened his hold on him until Jihoon sat up and stood up from they're cozily enjoying their time.
"I want this to be your home" Me. I want to be your home. Unannounced, unsaid. But Jihoon heard it loud and clear.
He looked back at him, still in the tub and offered his hand until he's pulling him under the warm water of the shower. Washing away the soap that cling on their skin with their time on the tub. He gently scrub Soonyoung's skin, mulling the right words in his head. Letting Soonyoung do the same wordlessly.
By the time they're back on the bed, clean and dry. Soonyoung holding him on his chest and Jihoon curled on his side, it's already past 4 in the morning. Soonyoung's phone is lighting up with various messages and calls but it's left unanswered as he prioritized Jihoon first. As he always does.
"Maybe when you're back" Jihoon mumbled, sleepy and barely awake.
"What is it, love?" Jihoon sighed as he felt Soonyoung kiss his temple. His hand gently carding through his hair. He smiled.
"I'll have to sell my house. Get my things. Move here. I'll need your help"
"Yeah?"
"Yep"
"Then I guess I have to go home really fast this time, huh?"
"The fastest"
"Okay then, baby. Sleep"
He felt Soonyoung hold him closer, tighter. Wrapping around him protectively, lovingly. Soonyoung can be the monster you never want to see but he has treated Jihoon nothing of some sort. From the very start until today, in this bed, Soonyoung consistently treated him like a precious diamond. The rarest, his most prized possession. He can stomp anyone with his feet but he has held Jihoon with his soft hands and held him high.
"I love you" Jihoon uttered, words they both rarely say. Saved for special occasions like this, when they are going to part for how long they don't know.
"You are my world"
When Jihoon woke up, he's wearing his favorite shirt of Soonyoung and the bed is already empty. The side cold and the clock says it is close to noon. He checked his phone, even though he knew that there won't be any messages or calls, no sign of Soonyoung until he takes care of his business. Fuck if he knows how long. He sighed and looked around the room. Too big, too enormous. Almost the same size as his own house. His house.
"Home, huh" He muttered to himself.
When Soonyoung leaves, Jihoon usually goes home to his own place. Too awkward to stay in the fancy mansion all alone with Soonyoung's men and maids. He had befriended some of them. Especially the people who are under his wing, ones specialized to protect him. Still. He doesn't like the reminder, the spaces when Soonyoung isn't there.
But...
"Maybe it's time" He finally said, stretching up and going about his day.
He was about to leave the room, fully dressed with his work clothes and his guards waiting for him downstairs when he noticed it.
It's small, hence he completely missed it until now. A black velvet box that makes his heart race. One that only a specific jewelry is able to cover. Soonyoung has given him plenty of diamond in the time they are together. Big ones, small ones. Shiny ones. Name it and Jihoon probably has it. Except a ring. Soonyoung has given him all kinds of jewelries but never a ring.
With a pounding heart and hopes high, he snatched it from the bedside table. Mesmerized at the intricate gold design on the sides, too nervous to actually open it. Biting his lip, he calmed down his heart and opened it. His hope crashing down fast to the ground, breaking into tiny pieces when it's empty with only a small paper inside.
However, his heart started to race again once he opened it and realized that it's a note. One that's handwritten by his lover.
He smiled when he read the words His heart restarting anew and kicking loudly just as it was before. Calling for it's owner, calling for Soonyoung's name.
He gave it one last look, closed the box and then put the paper in his pocket. Leaving with light feet and a lighter heart.
'For once I see you again.'
I love you.
Yours,
Kwon, soon to be your last name.